Unnamed Child singing: "Don we now our gray apparel..."
Me: "Gay not Gray"
Child: "Oh, I wondered why they wanted to wear boring clothes at Christmas."
Child: "Good Tidings we bring to you and your king..."
Me: "Kin (that is family) not king"
Child: "That makes more sense, we don't all have a king."
May you and your kin(g) have a lovey holiday...and may your days never be gray.